I was now not sure I wanted my wife with another man. I did like the feel of this 'new' sex. Kay was dressing in tight pants and they fit well. I asked about the office dress code and she said the guys liked them, and her boss did not complain. "What do you think dear?"
She told me she liked talking about sex to John. What should I ask him next? Maybe I will ask him if he wants me to stroke him with my feet. Kay has very sexy feet. I could do it like this. She then lifted her foot on my lap and started to rub my cock. She looked at me and parted her lips. Do you want to cum? I said yes.
"Then take out your cock and stroke it."
That is good she said and she had me lie back. She used her feet and some lotion. I wanted her to rub faster, but she asked if I deserved to cum. I begged yes. Good, then pretend you are watching me...I am sucking John.
"Do you want to cum?"
Yes I replied.
"Should I suck his cock?"
"Yes!"
"Can I swallow his cum?"
Come on, tell me.
"Yes, suck his big cock!"
I came all over her feet and my chest. She reached down inside her underwear and told me how wet she was.
"Here, taste me."
She was leaving the next day and asked if her clothes would be a distraction. She rubbed my cock as she said she might be showing too much. Do you think I look sexy. Of course i said yes. Do you think John will be distracted? I Imagined her going over some office details and me leaning across the desk.
"Ok, I will call later, and give you any details."
I nodded. She kissed me on the mouth hard and said told me to be good.
That day she was talking to John and changed the subject to what he thought of her. He said he thought she was hot. She replied about being older. He did not care if she was a few years older. He thought she was stunning and everyone checks her out.
"I just didn't think I am hot enough to attract guys."
She again discussed us and described me as nice, but older and average size.
"Oh I am sorry I should not be saying that, should I."
While she was talking she had her glasses twirling in one hand slightly and had her lips parted. He said he thought he was bigger than average and he could satisfy her. As they were talking, facing each other, she moved one of her bare feet under the table between them. They became quiet. She ran her foot up to his leg and bumped into it a few times. She was twirling her medium length, blond hair. He looked nervous, and was wondering what she wanted.
His phone rang, and he had to reach for it, and got up. She could see the bulge in his pants. When he hung up, she put her glasses on like she was reviewing some document.
"Are you ok, she asked quietly?"
He came over to her, and kissed her neck and opened her top. Your nipples are as hard as my cock. Her breathing became labored and he pulled her tight to him. She started stroking his cock through his pants and she could see wetness through the bulging fabric. She made a small O with her mouth.
She broke it off and said they have to get back to their departments, because someone might see them. He asked if she was wet and she playfully looked back, and giggled.
That evening she described what happened to me... I got hard and she smiled;
"You want to see me tease him? I could make him squirm? Tell me what you want?"
She was stroking me just enough to get me to talk.
"I want to see you holding his cock. I want to see you stroke him till the precum oozes out."
"Anything else?"
"I don't know." I answered her.
"What if I had to have it in my mouth? What if my pussy is so wet I needed a cock?" She continued, "He is bigger than you by a few inches I think. Would you stroke yourself, and squirt all over watching my pussy get stretched?"
We fucked and I came hard and fast. Then she wanted me to eat her out....she rarely wanted that, but she asked me to lick it.
"Do I taste good? Would you eat me out if I had some of John's cum in me?
Suck my clit like you want to taste all of me."
She held my head close and I devoured her pussy and ran my tongue around her swollen pussy lips and down to her ass. Her orgasm shook her whole body.
"God that was hot." she said.
A few days later, it was late. She was still at work and the place seemed empty. John walked up to her in the back area and asked how her day was. Good she said, and kind of ignored him. He moved in, and she got nervous. He pushed her back and said he was hard thinking of her. She pretended to not think she had that affect on him. He pinned her against the wall and they kissed. She resisted, but he ran his hands over her tits and roughly massaged her nipples. She opened her mouth, and pushed he pushed his tongue into her mouth. He started to feel her up, he said he wanted to feel her wet pussy. As he said that, he forced his hand in her dress pants and felt her dampness. She let out a gasp.
